May 30, 2007

Tales From the FF 2004: When Life Imitates Art…

Posted in FF 2004, Friends, Fun with Entourage, Hip-Hop Mama, Must See TV, Rants at 8:23 am by Faith

I’ve been pretty forthcoming about the fact that I’m a big Entourage fan. I’ve been surprised at how quickly dialogue from the show has made it’s way into my daily vocab, however. Most of the lines I’ve seemed to have adopted have come from my favorite character, one Mr. Johnny Drama. However, you have to admit that it’s always a bit interesting when life imitates art.

Case in point: I was driving with Hip Hop Mama down in “the Valley” the other day. As we were cruising down the road, I noticed someone tailgating me, despite the fact that I was driving well above the speed limit:

Faith: Is it really necessary for this guy to drive UP my ass?
Hip-Hop Mama: (laughing)
Faith: (watching the guy in the rear view, getting more and more agitated) Seriously! This is effin’ ridiculous!
Hip-Hop Mama: (still laughing)
Faith: (had enough– yanks her car over to the side of the road and lets tailgating vehicle pass before charging back on the road and tailgating the vehicle that just passed her.)
Hip-Hop Mama: Okay, Faith. Do we really want to be picking a fight with Deliverance here?
Faith: (agitated) Was it really necessary for them to be driving UP MY ASS?
Hip-Hop Mama: Okay, settle down, Drama!
Faith: (starting to chuckle) Hold me back, Turtle. (car in front of her slams on his brakes, causing Faith to slam on the brakes in the FF 2004– Faith and Hip-Hop Mama lurch forward) ….FUCKING VALLEY, MAN!
Hip-Hop Mama: (fresh round of laughter…. after a moment, Faith joins in.)

…I can’t make this stuff up.

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May 3, 2007

This Just In: (Starbucks x 2) + No Sleep = BBAADD!

Posted in Friends, Guilty Pleasures, Hip-Hop Mama, Life, Random at 9:14 am by Faith

So I’m in the middle of writing final papers for class. I haven’t been to bed yet. I’ve had two grande caramel frappucinos from Starbucks. Lesson learned? I already know you shouldn’t drunk-text. Apparently, you should not text on a caffeine high, either. Case in point: The exchange I just had via text message with (who else) Hip-Hop Mama.

She and I had an “adventure” last night (which I’ll post later) so I dropped her off at her apartment pretty late last night. I knew she had to get up early this morning, so I decided to help her out:

Faith: (8:25am) WAKE UP, SUNSHINE!!!**
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:50am) I am up. It is crappy outside.
Faith: (8:51am) GET UP YOU LAZY ASS!
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:53am) I am up, bitch!
Faith: (8:53am) Looolll! Guess who hasn’t been to bed yet?!?! And guess who’s had a bunch of coffee from STARBUCKS?!?
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:55am) … oh, shit.
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:56am) Don’t you have class today? You must be wired.
Faith: (9:00am) Class is dunzo. Like Justin and Cameron. Like Nick and Jess. Like Brad and Jen. I’m writing papers now. VERY VERY VERY wired. WHEE!!!
Hip-Hop Mama: (9:03am) Holy shit. I want TO BE THERE when you crash…lol.
Faith: (9:04am) You think I’m kinda hyper right now?
Hip-Hop Mama: (9:05am) No shit, dumbass.

Hmm… I really should lay off the Starbucks, eh? But it tastes so good….

Spoken like a true addict.

**For the purposes of journalistic integrity, the text messages appear in their complete and original form. Yes, I used all caps and I over punctuated my sentences… like a true caffeine junkie.